Snowboarding down mountainsides, reveling in the speed <br />as snow flies around me. <br />Loving the exhilaration, and cold wind racing across <br />my face, feeling alive inside and out. <br />Looking before me at the immensity of beauty lying in <br />the snow. <br />Watching trees dripping with icicles in the noon day <br />sun, noticing crystals glowing and hearing them <br />crunch beneath my snowboard as I whiz past everything <br />in a flash.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snowboarding-4/
